I was treated as a little idiot by the black school grass

It was getting late, and the electronic clock in the lobby of the hotel displayed a line of red numbers: 00:06.

Du Haichao didn't seem to expect that there were people downstairs at this time, he smiled at Nan Yirong and Zhao Bowen, and let go of the boy in his arms naturally.

The boy also stood up straight with interest, his face was still flushed, he raised his head, glanced at Nan Yirong, set his eyes on Zhao Bowen, and said obediently: "Brother Wen."

Zhao Bowen nodded in response, his eyes rolled around him and Du Haichao, he glanced at Nan Yirong who was indifferent beside him, took a deep breath, and screamed in his heart.

This Du Haichao looked like a dog, and he had a good time in private. He only favored one at noon, and slept with another one at night without stopping, so he was not afraid of being squeezed dry.

Nan Yirong knew what was going on in his mind, so he rolled his eyes, passed the three people directly, and entered the elevator. Under the eyes of the three people, his expression was very calm, and the door was about to be closed after pressing the floor number.

"Alas—" Zhao Bowen suddenly lost his mind on watching the show, and rushed in two or three steps.

The elevator door slowly closed and slowly went up.

The third floor arrived soon, Nan Yirong took out the room card from his pocket, "Di" swiped the card, and turned to close the door.

"Hey——" Zhao Bowen hurriedly pushed the door against it, "Don't you invite me in to sit down? I didn't mean you, you brat, do you know how popular I am now? I sent it to your door for nothing, and you still Don't you?"

"No need, go quickly." Nan Yirong was indifferent.

Zhao Bowen was heartbroken for a while, he was so condescending to talk to a newcomer who hadn't entered the circle, and the other party didn't appreciate it, it's so fucking outrageous!

He lowered his face and cursed, but the strength in his hand did not loosen, and he stared at the boy in front of him.

Nan Yirong was annoyed, "If you have something to say, you have to fart."

When Zhao Bowen heard this, the resentment on his face faded a lot, and slowly he was still a little squeamish.

Nan Yirong frowned, and when he was thinking about calling security, Zhao Bowen finally spoke.

He let go of the hand blocking the door, touched his nose, and said uncomfortably: "You act so well, what's the secret?"

Nan Yirong smiled, "You want to act well?"

"Yes." After Zhao Bowen answered, he looked up at the door frame and at the ground, but he didn't look at Nan Yirong.

"Change your mind, and you can do it." Nan Yirong said blankly, and closed the door with a click.

I go!Zhao Bowen looked at the closed door in disbelief. After being shocked, he became annoyed, kicked the door in front of him, and walked away cursing.

There was a loud "bang" from the door, and the ceiling seemed to shake three times. Nan Yirong glanced back, took his clothes and walked to the bathroom.

What he said just now was not to anger Zhao Bowen, it was the truth, Zhao Bowen's acting has no aura, if he continues to consume, not only his own enthusiasm, but also the love of fans, it is better to go back and be an idol honestly, and strive to become a strength singer.

I don't know if it was stimulated by Nan Yirong. When Zhao Bowen made up the second day of filming, he was in a very good state. He only NGed a few times before finishing the part that should be filmed.

Chen Xin gave a rare compliment.

Zhao Bowen raised his head and glanced at Nan Yirong, who lowered his head to drink water.

In this way, there is only one last important scene related to Nan Yirong:

Confrontation in the interrogation room of the police station.

This scene is the highlight moment of the hero Bai Zhenyi, and the crew began to prepare from the day before the shooting.

On the day of filming, all crew members are waiting for it.

Chen Xin shouted to start.

"Hong Zeyu, tell me honestly, did you kill your stepfather Jiao Zhengqing?" After hearing the news for more than half an hour, the policeman in the interrogation room gradually lost his patience and shouted sharply.

Hong Zeyu raised his head slowly, his eyes swept over the faces of the policemen in front of him, and said firmly, "No."

His tone was easy to handle, as if he was not being interrogated by the police, but a homely conversation.

Xiao Qi frowned, put down the documents in her hand, and asked with a long breath, "Where were you on the night of the crime?"

"As I said, I do my homework at my classmate's house." Hong Zeyu said flatly, "You have asked me many times."

Xiao Qi followed closely: "Who is doing homework with? What kind of homework are you writing?"

Without hesitation, Nan Yirong blurted out, "I wrote physics and mathematics test papers with my classmate Zhang Qinghe."

Like the previous few answers, it was as perfect and fluent as if I had memorized the answers in advance.

Once the interrogation reached a stalemate, and Bai Zhenyi, who was resting with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, stared straight at his face, and asked:

"What about the first night? Where were you? We adjusted the surveillance at the gate of your community, and it showed that you went out at 19:[-] in the evening and didn't come back until early in the morning. Where did you go?"

"I went to the Internet cafe, what's the problem?" Hong Zeyu sighed, and said helplessly: "I really didn't kill the person, police uncles and aunts, can you let me go, tomorrow is Monday, I haven't finished my homework yet .”

Bai Zhen smiled, stood up from the chair, walked to his side, bent down and said, "Do you do your homework, or go back and help your sister with homework?"

"What's the difference?" Hong Zeyu asked calmly.

"Of course there is a difference." Bai Zhen kept getting up, "We have invited your sister to the bureau. She came here with her schoolbag on her back. If you want to help her with her homework, we can bring her in right away."

Hong Zeyu's face darkened, "You suspect that I'm not enough to kill people, but I still want to make a fuss? What does she know as a fifth-grade elementary school student? You are so suspicious, do you have persecution paranoia?"

It was the first time I saw the boy in front of me so excited.

Bai Zhenyi took a step back and didn't respond. Instead, he took out a data card from his pocket and handed it to him, "Do you know what this is?"

"I don't know." Hong Zeyu didn't answer, glanced at it, and continued to emphasize: "Please send my sister home now, thank you."

Bai Zhenyi ignored him, and said to himself: "This is a small club like heaven and earth. Its location is very remote, and other clubs are hidden in the downtown area. It's a good thing, and I'm afraid it will be discovered by others. Do you know why?"

Hong Zeyu didn't say anything, just looked at him blankly.

Bai Zhenyi didn't take it seriously, and asked and answered by himself: "Because it's afraid of being checked by the water meter, you can still pack it well in the sky and on earth, and you can handle it when someone comes to check it. The business of this small club can't be fooled." In the past, why is this?

Because the young masters and princesses in the heaven and the earth are basically adults, this small club is just the opposite. If they are found out, they will add to the crime, and all the people in it will be imprisoned.And your stepfather Jiao Zhengqing is a frequent visitor to this small club, obviously, he is a paedophile. "

On Hong Zeyu's calm expression, a streak of hostility finally flashed that was too fast for others to catch.

But Bai Zhenyi caught it, he lowered his voice, and said in a somewhat deceptive tone: "You saw it when you got home that day, didn't you, saw that Jiao Zhengqing was—"

His tone was low, slow and soft, and Hong Zeyu, who was tense, couldn't help watching his rhythm.He left school early that day, and when he opened the door, he saw Jiao Zhengqing pressing down... Afterwards, Jiao Zhengqing didn't think it was a big deal, and even bit back and said that his sister had seduced him.

He didn't speak at the time, and turned around to buy all kinds of knives online.To prepare these, he also needed an alibi. He asked his classmate, who was about the same size as him, to go to the Internet cafe with his ID card to forge the alibi the night before the hands-on.

At the same time, he booked a room in the hotel several days in advance, and the room was next to Jiao Zhengqing. This hotel has a balcony, and the balconies of the two rooms are close together. I only owe one Jiao Zhengqing.

Although he succeeded in killing Jiao Zhengqing in the end, recalling this scum again, he still felt faintly nauseous. Hong Zeyu closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and said slowly:

"It was indeed I who killed Jiao Zhengqing."

The face was still the same, but looking at it now felt a little uncomfortable, Xiao Qi sighed, and asked softly, "Why didn't you choose to call the police?"

Hong Zeyu raised his head and said with a light smile: "Child molestation is generally sentenced to less than 5 years. I checked the information on the Internet and most of the cases were only sentenced to about 2 years before they were released. His crime cost is too low. Why don't I come?" ..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but everyone present knew what he meant.

When the case progressed to this point, everyone sighed.

Hong Zeyu looked at them, stood up suddenly, looked at the glass outside, with a gentle light in his eyes, and said softly: "Before handcuffing me, can I have a word with my sister?"

"Ka!" After saying that, Chen Xin called out Ka.

Once the turbulent emotions in Nan Yirong's mind stopped, he lowered his eyes to relax, and looked up again, and the show was already in motion.

All his scenes have been filmed, and this is the end of the film.

However, the filming of the male and female starring roles has not yet finished. Chen Xin and Hu Yikun came over to give him a hug, and then continued to sit back in front of the camera.

After being dragged by the photographer to take pictures, Nan Yirong went back to his room, packed his things, dragged his suitcase, glanced at the set, and was about to leave when he suddenly heard someone calling him from behind.

"Wait, Nan Yirong, wait!"

Nan Yirong turned around, but saw that it was Assistant Sun who was following Zhao Bowen and winking at him.

Assistant Sun was holding a plastic bag in his hand, and ran with a lot of noise. When he arrived in front of Nan Yirong, he handed it over, panting slightly, and said, "Brother Zhao asked me to give it to you."

Nan Yirong was puzzled, "Send me? Why?"

Assistant Sun shrugged, "I don't know, I hated you a few days ago, and yesterday I knew you were leaving, so I searched through boxes and cabinets for a long time to find this one, and even asked me to find a place where no one was around to give it to you. "

Nan Yirong thought it was funny, he wanted to say no, but Sun Zhuli seemed to have expected his reaction, put the things on his suitcase, turned around and ran away.

Nan Yirong was speechless, and looked up to see that Assistant Sun had disappeared.He had no choice but to hold the bag in his hand, and was about to turn around and leave, when suddenly he heard another voice telling him to wait.